Chapter 230 "The Most Romantic Thing"

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However, just when Wu Cheng was thinking about how to get out, those people disappeared automatically, as if they were not looking for him at all. ∑。 ∑ if he hadn't really felt that someone was staring at him, and he had been following them for a short time, he really felt that he had just had a delusion!

"What's the matter? I'm not talking to you absent-mindedly?" Deng Lijun pouted and said, "Are you going out shopping with me, and you're not happy!"

"No, I'm wondering, when will I call back and count the jet lag!"

"You can't lie!" Deng Lijun glanced at him and said, "The time difference between Xiangjiang and this side is twelve hours, this is the best calculation, okay!

As she spoke, she reached out and pinched his waist ribs, and snorted, "Say, is it that the big Yanmar here has dazzled your eyes?"

When Wu Cheng heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You're not, you actually compare yourself with those big Yanmars, don't you think it's cheap!"

Deng Lijun snorted and pouted: "Who knows if someone is tired of the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and wants to change the taste and taste the celery or something!"

"Your statement is not right, I have seen a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, but I haven't eaten them, let alone get tired of them. Wu Cheng corrected. At the end, when she saw Deng Lijun's pretty face flushing slightly, she secretly said in her ear: "Why don't we go back now and discuss how to taste the delicacies of the mountains and seas?"

"Phew, hooligans, think beautifully, go aside!"

Deng Lijun, who was defeated by Wu Cheng, blushed and continued to shop. didn't feel that someone continued to follow, Wu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, so he split his heart and continued to hang out with her.

It wasn't until 10 o'clock in the evening that the two returned to the hotel in a taxi.

In the lobby of the hotel, a blonde woman with a bumpy figure and a black office suit stood pretty, and when she saw the two of them returning hand in hand, the blonde woman bowed to Wu Chengthem and said respectfully, "Sir." Your orders have been done, and if there is anything else you need our help with, please do not hesitate to ask. We will definitely please the sir. ”

Wu Cheng smiled slightly, took out his wallet, and then stuffed a few green bills into the woman, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much! If there is a need, I will inform you!"

The woman froze. I wanted not to accept this bill, but in the end I did. A tip of a few hundred dollars, which she rarely sees.

Seeing that Wu Cheng was so generous, Deng Lijun quietly glanced at him. When the two walked into the elevator, Deng Lijun squinted at him, pursed his lips, and pretended to be vicious: "Say, what did you tell her to do? When you left the hotel before, you sneakily ran to the front desk, just to ask her to do what you ordered?" Did you talk to her?"

Wu Cheng laughed. "Don't worry, although her figure is good, don't you see that she has a lot of freckles on her face? Also, everyone has crow's feet ......."

"Nonsense, people obviously wear foundation, and they can't see freckles at all!"

Wu Cheng laughed and said: "It is precisely because she has such a thick foundation that I dare to make such a conclusion! ”

"Heh, our great pianist, great director, great writer, when did you switch to detective?"

Wu Cheng raised his eyebrows at her proudly. Said: "My reasoning ability has always been not bad, and I can see such a little thing, what is it! ”

"So, what exactly did you ask her to do for you?"

"Secret. You'll know in a moment! Do you really think I'm going to go to that auntie!"

When Deng Lijun heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and finally beat his arm and said, "It's a good loss! How can you say that? I heard that Westerners generally age quickly, and it is estimated that they are not yet 30 years old! You actually call someone an aunt......

Wu Cheng smiled and said, "I'm in my thirties, what's the big deal if I call someone an aunt?"

"Then do you think I'm old?

"......" Wu Cheng felt that he really had nothing to do. So he hurriedly laughed and said with a smile: "Just kidding, our sister Jun is eighteen years old! Actually, I want to surprise you, don't be too surprised for a while!"

"What surprises? Tell me ...... fast."

Sure enough, as soon as he heard that there was a surprise, Deng Lijun's attention shifted, and like an ordinary little girl in love, she took Wu Cheng's arm and shouted in a coquettish tone.

"It's said to be a surprise, so naturally I can't reveal it, otherwise where will the surprise come from!"

"Say it, say it, Brother Xiaocheng, good brother......"

Listening to her snorting voice, Wu Cheng had goosebumps and wild goosebumps. However, when he thought of this superstar, who was always so dignified and noble in front of outsiders, and actually showed such a side in front of himself, he couldn't help but feel a little proud and a little proud.

"Don't worry, don't worry, good things, naturally have to wait slowly!" Wu Cheng laughed.

When the two returned to the room and pushed the door open, a trace of loss flashed on Deng Lijun's face, because there was no change in the room. She thought that Wu Cheng would decorate the room, what candlelight dinner, romantic music or something, but none of these things.

At this time, she was like a deflated ball, feeling exhausted, slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move, and then looked at Wu Cheng with resentment, and said, "Villain, what about the surprise you said?"

"The time has not yet come!" Wu Cheng smiled, pulled her up, pushed her in the direction of the bathroom, and said, "Okay, after a night of shopping, let's take a shower and get tired!"

Deng Lijun looked at him and said, "Push me away in such a hurry, do you want to go on a date with that aunt while I go to take a shower!?"

When Wu Cheng heard this, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and then looked at her with resentment.

Seeing Wu Cheng's injured expression, Deng Lijun seemed to have taken back a city, and walked into the bathroom with a chuckle with a happy mood.

Half an hour later, wrapped in a bath towel, she came out of the bathroom with a ruddy look, revealing her round fragrant shoulders and a pair of white jade-like calves.

She seemed to realize what might happen tonight, the night when the two of them were alone, and her expression naturally became a little unnatural under her own reverie alone.

Wu Chengquan didn't see it, smiled, and walked into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Wu Cheng came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair. At this time, Deng Lijun in the bedroom had already changed into silk suspender pajamas and curled up on the bed, not daring to look at Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng changed into a nightgown, walked to the side of the bed, pulled her up, and said, "Let's go, take you to see the surprise I gave you!"

Deng Lijun looked up suspiciously, looked at him, a little confused, and said, "Where are you going?"

"Just follow along!"

Wu Cheng pulled her up, got up from the bed, and then walked out of the bedroom and left the suite. Coming to the walking rail, Deng Lijun looked back at Wu Cheng suspiciously.

Wu Cheng took her hand and came to another suite, and then took out the key to open the door, but did not push it open directly, but turned around and came behind her, stretched out his hand to blindfold her, and said: "I said open it, you can open it, ok? Okay, walk forward......

Blindfolded her, entering the suite, Wu Cheng hooked his foot, closed the door directly, blindfolded her with one hand, locked the door with the other, and then pushed her to take a few steps inside.

"Ok!

Deng Lijun opened his eyes and found that in the entire bright and unusual suite, there were a bunch of candles lit in the corner, and those candles just formed a heart shape.

On the floor, a path made of rose petals leads to the bedroom, where the door is open to reveal a bed of roses made of red petals.

Wu Cheng turned off the bright lights in the room, and the hall was illuminated by those candles.

On the table facing them, there were two candlesticks, also lit with candles, and two plates of steaming steaks and red wine on either side.

Wu Cheng walked to the gramophone on the side and put his piano music album on it.

Soon, the notes of the song 'Dream Wedding' were wafting out.

Wu Cheng stretched out his hand to take Deng Lijun's hand and walked towards the long table.

At this time, Deng Lijun held her pink lips tightly with one hand, her eyes were moist, and she looked at Wu Cheng with tenderness, as if she wanted to use her warmth to melt Wu Chengren.

has been with Wu Cheng for so long, and Wu Cheng has never pursued her in a formal romantic form like this. However, she didn't think that Wu Cheng was unromantic, because in getting along with him, Wu Cheng's infinite tenderness occasionally revealed could make her feel full of happiness, and she didn't need the embellishment of other things at all, which already made her very satisfied.

In her opinion, love, acquaintance, and tacit understanding are the greatest romances.

However, when Wu Cheng used this form of romance to please her, she still couldn't help but be moved by it, because this was his intention.

In fact, in Wu Cheng's view, if this form of romance is placed in later generations, it can be said to be the most insincere way. Because this is something that all rich people can do easily.

But this method is put in this period, but it can make women move by it.

In fact, even in later generations, although this method is old-fashioned, it can still move most women, as long as that woman has a good impression of you in her heart.

With the music, the two enjoyed a candlelit 'dinner' with affection.

After a while, Wu Cheng turned off the music and walked to the piano to the side and sat down. Wu Cheng specially ordered to ask for a suite with a piano, and if there was none, he would get one. So, this is a temporary addition.

Wu Cheng flicked his fingers on the piano, and a song fluttered.

Soon, he sang along:

……

The most romantic thing I can think of

It's about growing old with you

……

Although the voice is still as unbearable as in the past, Deng Lijun, who is holding his cheeks, is smiling and obsessively watching his sweetheart's tender performance. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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